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so now it's really over [Aug. 9th, 2006|10:03 am]
there are moments when i feel like i'll be ok, everything will be ok eventually, she and i will be great friends again because we care about each other.
then there are moments like this when i feel like shit. i feel like even if that happens, i'll never be satisfied because i love her too much as a girlfriend. i'll never really get over her, i'll just be together enough to get through the day without crying.
i'm not mad at her, i can't be, especially when i was expecting this (and i say that with still no anger). i keep telling myself it's all for the best, this is really the best thing for both of us, and i believe it. but that doesn't lessen the pain i feel every time i want to call her.
i don't want this. any of it.
for the first time in my life, i want to get drunk. maybe i can pass out and forget about everything that's passed this last weekend. maybe i'll wake up and find out it was all a bad dream, she's actually still sleeping right next to me...holding me close. and everything's ok...
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it's amazing the creativity that comes with pain [Feb. 27th, 2006|10:17 am]
This Morning

Verse 1
She sits in her room,
And looks at the broom,
She should use to sweep up her life.
But then she stares at the shambles,
And begins to ramble,
To anyone who'll listen to her strife.

She woke up and wanted to cry this morning,
Her eyes were already with tears.
She woke up and thought, "This is it," this morning,
And said goodbye to what she's wanted for years.

Verse 2
It hurts when she thinks of her,
But not when she dreams of her,
What could've been seems so far away.
They could not understand,
And so they have banned,
What she had, with her, every day.


And now the tears start to fall,
She's held them at bay until now.
And now her fears seem ten miles tall,
She's taken all she can allow.

And now her life seems all for nothing,
What could compare to what she had last night?
And all her life she'll spend searching for something,
And for her, she would've been worth the fight.


i have the lyrics, now i need the music...
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(no subject) [Sep. 16th, 2005|04:50 pm]
What Anne Rice's Vampire are You Most Like?
Name / Username .
You are most like Akasha
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i think maybe i should be worried...
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Intro + Fic [Sep. 11th, 2005|06:34 pm]
Hello to everyone! My name's Anne and I am so excited I discovered this community. It's also freaky that this community has the same icon as me...I had to do a double-take at the screen (I'm obviously a huge dany & dany fan as well, and that picture is one of my favorites).
I enter bearing a fic-let! It's really short and I originally started writing it in honor of Armand appreciation week, but it turned into an Armand/Marius story. All the usual disclaimers included. Enjoy and comment!Read more...Collapse )
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(no subject) [Jul. 2nd, 2005|11:20 pm]
[mood |contemplativecontemplative]
[music |vast - touched]

I guess if I’ve learned anything from this experience it’s been that I’ll never be happy. Or I guess that I’ll never make her happy. A part of her will always belong to him, or part of her body will always be calling for a guy, and no matter how much she’s tried to convince herself that she loves me, she’ll never be happy or content to stay with me. I can’t help the way I feel about her. I can’t help the way I feel about physicality. But I’ll get over her. I’ll get over everything…I have to. And my skin’s just that much thicker for it.

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